Chen Xi saw that Chen Zhishan's face was too ugly, and he was a little scared, so he hurriedly said, "Where is Gongzi going?" Let the little ones follow. ”

Chen Zhishan was impatient and excused: "I suddenly remembered that there is a recipe, and I should discuss the use with Miss An." After that, he turned around and walked towards An's house, and saw a small windmill on the way, remembering that An Yu had been clamoring to buy a windmill before, and just sent it over naturally, so he took the money to buy a windmill, and bought a few other pastries that Mrs. An loved to eat, and prepared to go to the door to please Brother An and Mrs. An.

At this time, An's house was bustling, Mrs. An was sitting in the yard squinting at the cook slaughtering and cleaning the game brought back by An Yi, and Xue was instructing the newly bought little girl to work. An Yu pulled An Yi's sleeve and cried: "You said you bought it for me, but my father said to buy it for me earlier, but I didn't agree, so I waited for you...... You're lying, woo...... Sister lied. ”

An Yi received the accusatory glances of the whole family, and couldn't help sweating profusely, so she had to hug An Yu like a dough and coaxed: "Sister is busy and forgot, so I'll take you out to buy it." ”

An Yu burst into tears and smiled, took An Yi's hand and wanted to go out with her, but coincidentally, Chen Zhishan entered the door, smiled and handed the windmill to An Yu, and then opened his arms, An Yu immediately threw himself into his arms, hugged his neck and shouted sweetly: "Brother." ”

The whole An family sounded the sound of greeting Chen Zhishan, Mrs. An took the pastry, and smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth: "You kid is really, and you are not an outsider, you see it every day, and when you come, you will come, and what pastries do you bring." But he praised again: "Yes, this osmanthus cocos cake is the flavor I love." Seeing An Yi standing there laughing, he let out a lion's roar: "Why don't you hurry up and pour tea for your senior brother?" ”

An Yi smiled, took the tea handed over by the little girl and put it in front of Chen Zhishan, and said, "Why is Senior Brother here again?" ”

Chen Zhishan was about to say the excuse, but Mrs. An had already scolded: "Can you speak?" Do you know how to be hospitable? What's it called again? The bigger it is, the stupider it gets. Turning his head to Chen Zhishan, he changed his smile to the face: "Zhishan, you stay for dinner." ”

Chen Zhishan looked at An Yi carefully, and saw that she was smiling lightly as always, unable to say whether she was welcome or how enthusiastic she was. I couldn't help but think that in the long run, one day she would have to become a member of another family like what Chen Xi said, so she turned her heart sideways and responded to Mrs. An with a smile. In the end, it has been a love affair for many years, if he doesn't give it a try, how can he know that the An family really looks down on her, and she doesn't have half of him in her heart? After all, the girl is older, and her name is not right, so she should avoid some suspicions.

It was not the first time that Chen Zhishan had stayed at An's house for dinner, but An Yi instinctively felt that his gaze at her was a little different today, and it was also suspicious to go and return, so he gave Sister-in-law Lan a look. After a while, Sister-in-law Lan came over and said, "Big girl, Miss Qu has sent someone to invite you to her place." ”

Miss Qu's name is Qu Yuanyuan, the daughter of the new county magistrate, about the same age as An Yi, when she came to Changli with her parents to take up her post, she was cured by An Yi, and since then, two girls of the same age and living close have become good friends. Qu Yuanyuan is delicate and has strict family rules, no more than An Yi can run outside all day long, so when she is bored, she comes to arrest people, so she can listen to An Yi talk about people and things outside.

The An family is used to seeing it, and they don't care about An Yi. An Yi and Chen Zhishan confessed their guilt and carried a hare outside. Halfway when Bao Liang returned home, Bao Liang had to ask, "At this time, where are you going?" ”

"Looking for Qu Yuanyuan." An Yi's footsteps had already taken a step, and after thinking about it, she turned back and whispered, "Dad, the incident I told you about some time ago ......"

Before he finished speaking, Bao Liang had already flatly refused: "No! I won't agree to stay here for the rest of my life. Let me go and ask them, unless the sun rises in the west." He stared at An Yi again and said, "I can tell you, you are not allowed to write to them in my name to show goodwill!" Otherwise, don't blame my family law for serving! After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and went forward.

An Yi sighed. In the past two years, the family has had a better life, relying on the news she inquired about on weekdays, knowing that the situation in the DPRK and China has changed, and no one is staring at the An family anymore, she tried to persuade Mrs. An and Bao An Liang to write a letter to the Jingzhong family, using the power of the Jingzhong family to go out of the way, so as to go back early. But the mother and son were surprisingly consistent, resolutely refusing to bow to their own family, and even willing to die of old age here.

When she is old, no matter how capable and strong she is, she says that she doesn't want to get married, and the An family can't let her go on like this, and she will definitely find a family affair for her soon. An Yi habitually touched the needle bag she carried with her, felt the power transmitted to her by the golden needle, and was instantly full of courage, if she was really forced to do it, she would carry Bao An Liang and others to find another opportunity to enter Beijing.

An Yi made up her mind, quickly walked into the gate of Qu's house, handed over the hare to the cook, and went directly inside to find Qu Yuanyuan. Qu Yuanyuan was looking at a stack of poems in a daze, and when she came in, a pair of crescent-like eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile: "Why are you here?" Didn't you say you're busy? I don't even dare to invite you. ”

An Yi said with a smile: "Today I went to see a patient in the mountains, and I came back with some game, and I sent it to you to try it." I grabbed a manuscript of poetry, and when I saw that it was full of spring flowers and autumn moons, I couldn't help laughing: "Hey, the woman is not staying, and she is sad and sad." ”

"Nonsense! See I don't tear your mouth! Qu Yuanyuan suddenly blushed with shame, and jumped up to grab the poem manuscript. She is two years younger than An Yi, she is not as tall as An Yi, and her body is not as strong and flexible as An Yi.

"What's so embarrassing? Which of us is with whom. An Yi pinched her little face and returned the poem manuscript to her, "The little face is tender and white, and people want to pinch it when they look at it." ”

Qu Yuanyuan said: "You are getting darker and darker, it's not that I said you, you don't rely on practicing medicine to support your family, your interest is just that, why bother tossing yourself like this?" "An Yi is a beautiful woman, if her complexion is a little fairer, I am afraid that the women in the area of Feilong Pass will compare with her, Qu Yuanyuan doesn't understand, why doesn't she take care of her appearance like this?

An Yi smiled: "I'm already dark, not to mention that in my opinion, nothing is more interesting than practicing medicine." "It is a little troublesome for a young woman to practice medicine, and it is even more troublesome to wear this face, and she can't always wear a veil and a curtain, so it's better to tan, anyway, she is proficient in pharmacology, and when she wants to come back in vain in the future, she will come back in vain with some ointment. This is the benefit of studying medicine, An Yi is a little complacent.

Everyone has their own ambitions, Qu Yuanyuan sighed helplessly, swallowed the words that it was dark and difficult to find her in-laws, and took out a bamboo flute from the dressing table and handed it over: "You only played half of that piece last time, can you finish playing the rest?" ”

An Yi was not in a good mood and didn't want to blow it, so she excused herself: "Don't argue with your wife." ”